149: Bai Huashang_2

Mu Qingli took out her earphones, inserted them into her ears, and only when the melodious singing flowed from the earphones did she slowly calm down.

She walked among the flowers, and the originally resplendent peonies seemed to fade in comparison.

The study.

The man coldly withdrew from her, not a flicker of emotion on his face, as heartless as if the person who had just been surging over the woman was not him at all.

"Get out, and don't ever show your face to me again."

His voice was also just as inexorably cold.

"Master Lu, did I do something wrong?" The woman clung to Lu Feng's arm, crying pitifully as if her heart would break. "I am still worthy of pity."

"Playing mind games with me? Hmm?" Lu Feng stretched out his hand, pinching the woman's chin and forcing her to look into his eyes.